Chapter 58.2

"Did I just smile?"

"It's good-looking. What Xin always does is the best."

"In this case, you should learn from my smile just now and smile until you get off work, so that the president will be in a good mood."

"Ah?"

"Or you're going to cry till you get off work?"

"I laugh, I laugh!" The president of Xinda is in a bad mood now! What's more, he is the only one who can protect his own life.

Liang Xiaoyu bent his mouth mechanically and pulled out a fake smile.

Seeing this expression, Xin Zezhao doesn't speak any more, but directly gets up and comes to Liang Xiaoyu.

One raised his hand. Liang Xiaoyu was like a frightened bird. He immediately covered his face with his hands: "don't hit me in the face!"

Liang Xiaoyu's extreme reaction inexplicably pleased Xin Zezhao, but Xin Zezhao still kept a serious face and said in a cold voice: "stand up, raise your head and hold your chest."

On hearing this, Liang Xiaoyu subconsciously did it again. Ah, it seems that the shadow of military training in university is too deep.

Seeing Liang Xiaoyu standing in front of him, Xin Zezhao reaches out his slender fingers and gently touches Liang Xiaoyu's beautiful face.

The strange and familiar touch reminds Liang Xiaoyu of that impulsive kiss. The light smell of Xin Zezhao fills her nose again, making her face pink.

When Xin Zezhao saw Liang Xiaoyu's face, the corners of his mouth bent up and drew a charming smile. Then he pulled Liang Xiaoyu's corners up with his slender fingers.

Straight to an exaggerated angle, Xin Zezhao just stopped.

"Since you can't laugh, you can't relax, or..."

Before Xin Zezhao finished, Liang Xiaoyu immediately nodded obediently. The red tide just caused by the touch of her skin has disappeared completely.

The hedgehog, covered with thorns, is as gentle as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Xin Zezhao goes back to deal with his affairs with satisfaction, but after a while he will look up and look at Liang Xiaoyu, who is more ugly than crying.

Liang Xiaoyu, who wanted to be lazy when Xin Zezhao lowered his head, found that he had no way to master the law of Xin Zezhao's raising his head, but he was more tired by switching his expression so frequently.

So Liang Xiaoyu completely accepted his fate and stood there with such a silly smile.

Until the muscle ache, this torture is not in the end, cool small Yu can't help rubbing his face with his hand.

At the same time, Xin Zezhao just looked up, and Liang Xiaoyu's face rubbing action suddenly stopped.

In the middle of kneading, Liang Xiaoyu is interrupted abruptly. He holds his cheek between his hands, and his lips are puffed up because of squeezing. This kind of ugliness makes Xin Zezhao laugh, but his years of practice of patience makes him hide his smile.

Liang Xiaoyu sees Xin Zezhao's still cold face, puts down his hand in embarrassment, and then looks like he wants to cover up the mistake and embarrassment, and naturally raises a bright smile.

The little hedgehog finally learned to laugh at himself.

Xin Zezhao is in a good mood, and his boredom is gone.

"That's good. You can keep that smile until you get off work."

"Ah?" Liang Xiaoyu's mood at this time is really very crazy, I'm here to clean, I'm not here to laugh!

"Mr. Xin, my job is not to clean the president's office!"

"Oh, yes." Xin Zezhao's face just remembered and nodded clearly.

"Then keep this smile to clean. It's only three o'clock, and you still have two hours to clean."

I can't bear it. Liang Xiaoyu wants to lift the desk, but looking at Xin Zezhao's desk, I'm afraid it's easier to kill him there than to lift it.

"Mr. Xin, I can't laugh when I do cleaning." Liang Xiaoyu doesn't even want to fake a smile now. She's afraid that if she continues to smile like this, her face will cramp.

"Yes? I'm not embarrassed. You just need to keep that smile when the president sees you. Otherwise, the president is in a bad mood. You may have to smile for a week, or a month, or... "

On hearing this, Liang Xiaoyu immediately interrupts Xin Zezhao's words, fearing that it will come true.

"Yes, Mr. Xin, can I go to clean now?"

"Go ahead."

Who will let go such a funny person?

But he Tian, who has never said much, will remind Liang Xiaoyu that he Tian's task is too easy? His little hedgehog can't run with others when he hasn't played enough.

After thinking about it, Xin Zezhao decides to throw what he Tian needs to spend a lot of time and energy on socializing with. Poor he Tian is so busy that he has no chance to meet Liang Xiaoyu.

The torment finally came to an end when the pointer slowly arrived at five o'clock. Liang Xiaoyu wanted to howl up to the sky and walked from the gate of hell again. It's good to be alive!"Tomorrow is the same."

Such as the sound of magic sound, let Liang Xiaoyu who thought he had escaped from the devil's hand and left happily petrified at the door.

"Not yet?"

Liang Xiaoyu, who is still in a petrified state, has no time to think about tomorrow. He does not hesitate to run and bumps around carelessly all the way.

Seeing Liang Xiaoyu run away, Xin Zezhao's deep eyes are finally covered with a smile, like the cold ice slowly melting away, with a trace of warmth.

For Xin Zezhao, his daily entertainment is to see Liang Xiaoyu give in between two and five in the afternoon.

That kind of very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, but unable to resist the sense of suffocation, let Liang Xiaoyu just like eating Coptis, have pain can't say.